The Lady Is A Tramp

Music & Words:

Richard Rogers & Lorenz Hart

(From "Babes In Arms (1937))


I've given the "female first-person" version of the words.  If you want to sing it in the third-person - a la Frank Sinatra -  change "I" to "she" and pluralize the verbs accordingly.  I'm still looking for the correct chords to the intro if anyone has them!



I have wined & dined on Mulligan stew & never wished for turkey.


As I hitched & hiked & grifted too, from Maine to Albuquerque.


Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball & what is twice as sad,


I was never at a party where they honored Noel Ca-ad.


But social circles spin too fast for me.  My "hobohemia" is the place to be.


C         Cm7        Dm7       G7     C          Cm7          Dm7        G7

I get too hungry for dinner at eight; I like the theater, but never come late.

C       CM7         C9       F  Fm C      C/B     F    G7   C   Am  G#7  G7

I never bother with people I hate; that's why the lady is a tramp.


I don't go to crap games with Barons & Earls, won't go to Harlem in ermine & pearls,

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls, that's why the lady is a tramp.

[alt:  IÕll have no crap games with sharpies or frauds

WonÕt go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords

WonÕt dish the dirt with the rest of the broads; that's why the lady is a tramp]



           FM7    G7   Em7        Am    Dm7          G     C   A7     D7   G7

I like the free, fresh wind in my hair, life without care; I'm broke, it's oke!

C        Cm7          Dm7           E7    Am     Am7     D7   G7   C   Am   D7   G7

Hate California, it's cold and it's damp, that's why the lady is a tramp!


I go to Coney, the beach is divine; I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine.

I follow Winchell & read every line; that is why the lady is a tramp!


I like a prizefight that isn't a fake; I love the rowing on Central Park lake.

I go to Opera & stay wide-awake; that's why the lady is a tramp!



I like the green grass under my shoes.  What can I lose?  I'm flat, that's that!

C     Cm7         Dm7      E7    Am7            D7   G

I am alone when I lower my lamp; that's why the lady,

G      Bm7(b5)  E7   Am             D7  Fdim G    C  Am  D7  G7   C

That's why the lady, that's why the lady---- is a tramp!


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